Mouthing Secrets 

Since I have learned not to kill them 
things have been easier 

Though I prefer my ghosts 
to inhabit the dark 

if they come by day 
I'll leave all the doors open 

I watch them mouthing secrets    
smiling as if there were two heavens 

I recall simple equations in the heart's circumference 
each sum exquisitely fixed in my memory 

Women in sweet and sudden rages 
for fear the future comes when they're not looking 

Children claustrophobic in their skins 
fanning out like fish bones